Bai Qian raised her face slightly, and the morning sun slanted down her profile, which was as cold as jade.
She nodded slightly to the three of them, turned around and walked out of the office calmly.
Not Nacho.
She really doesn't care about this business card.
Ren Qian has always been able to control his psychology, and his goal in everything he does is to protect himself.
Blocking up and covering up is his principle of survival.
This reshuffle in Xiangcheng inevitably affected him. He made a mistake in judgment. Bai Qian could play the guzheng because "White Clothes Walk" was something he didn't expect.
But Ren Qian is not without remedies.
Now Ren Jiawei is trying her best to find a guzheng teacher for Bai Qian. Ren Qian can see that Bai Qian also wants to seize this opportunity and leave a better impression in front of Mr. Chen.
So he tried his best to find a well-known guzheng teacher in Xiangcheng, but he didn't expect that Bai Qian would react like this.
Wanxuan was very surprised when he was re-elected.
"Dean Jian?" Ren Wanxuan reacted first. She turned back to look at her secretary, "Who is this?"
Which Jane?
"There is no such person in Xiangcheng," the secretary-general also came to his senses. He bent down and picked up the business card from the ground, "Mr. Ren, since she doesn't like him, let's look for him again..."
"Forget it," Ren Qian stood up, his eyes dark, "Since she doesn't like it, let her find a better teacher. After all, she is from the Ji family, and there will be times when she runs into trouble."
There is no pattern, high vision and low hand.
Ren Wanxuan apologized and took out his business card...
In the adult world, there are no eternal enemies. We despise each other, but also pursue each other, and are hypocritical and duplicitous. The first step into society is to adapt to this kind of pressure resistance and adapt to the rules of this world.
It's not like Ren Qian has never seen someone like Bai Qian before.
But no matter how hard your bones are, they will eventually be broken inch by inch by this world.
She is capable and smart enough, but——
Bones are too hard.
Ren Wanxuan, who was originally angry, felt joy in her eyes when she heard Ren Qian's words. She was afraid of being seen and quickly lowered her head, "But Teacher Yue doesn't accept her. Is there any better teacher in Xiangcheng?"
As for Dean Jian...
No one at the scene, including Ren Qian, Ren Wanxuan and the Secretary-General, had heard of it.
They didn't know much about guzheng. The people with the largest circle in the circle dared to think about Beicheng. They would never have thought of or guessed that the person they looked down on would get Dean Jian's apprenticeship invitation——
That's not someone from the four major cities, but a teacher from Jiang Jing!
"Classmate Ren," the principal sent Ren Qian away with a smile, and returned to school side by side with Ren Wanxuan, "I saw on the news that Mr. Qiu is back. See if he has time to give a speech to our senior students."
Mr. Qiu mostly settled in Beicheng and did not have much time to return to Xiangcheng.
He is the cultural development ambassador of Xiangcheng. He came from a poor family and now has profound attainments in calligraphy. Let him give a speech, which is definitely the best example.
Ren Wanxuan is a close disciple of Mr. Qiu.
This matter is not a secret.
"I will ask the teacher." Ren Wanxuan said.
"Sorry to trouble you, classmate Ren," the principal said very happily. Ren Wanxuan was much easier to deal with than Bai Qian and Ning Xiao. "There will be a tourism promotion event for our city next week, and there will be reporters.
Come to school on Saturday and go through the process."
**
When Bai Zian returned to class.
It's almost time to start class.
"Are you okay?" Lu Xiaohan looked back at her, and Zhang Shize behind him also looked inquiringly.
Bai Zian took out the textbook and shook his head.
His eyes caught sight of the schoolbag on the seat next to him, and he shook his hands.
"Yang Lin is back," Lu Xiaohan noticed her gaze and frowned, "Mother Lu asked her to go to the office."
office.
Lu Lingxi reached out to push back Yang Lin's hair to see if there was any injury on her forehead. Yang Lin took a step back and said, "Teacher."
Yang Lin's voice was always very quiet, and her eyes were very calm, with almost no waves.
The whole person seemed to have built a high wall.
Isolate everyone outside the wall.
"You..." Lu Lingxi's eyes were a little red, "Go and stay at the teacher's house."
Yang Lin shook her head, "He will find it."
Yang Lin's hair is long, almost covering her eyes.
What was exposed was clearly a young man's high-spirited spirit, but at this moment it was like a pool of stagnant water.
"Yang Lin," Lu Lingxi wanted to touch her head, but put down his hand, "You must... pass the exam in Xiangcheng."
Yang Lin was a little dazed after hearing what Lu Lingxi said.
Yang Lin turned around and walked out of the office.
Lu Lingxi looked at her limping back.
The class bell rang.
Yang Lin returned to her seat, and Bai Qian only glanced at her when he stood up to make way for her, without asking any questions.
This made Yang Lin breathe a sigh of relief.
The rest of the class has become accustomed to it, and Yang Lin is inconspicuous enough that not many people pay attention to it.
Yang Lin took out the paper and pen.
Bai Xian frowned when he saw the bruise on her wrist.
After class, Yang Lin next to her was still looking down at the questions.
Bai Qian took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Mao Kun——
[Give me a box of plaster]
She sent the location of the school.
Mao Kun on the other end of the phone looked at the positioning of Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, paused for a moment before replying: [No problem, sister!]
Bai Qian took a look and saw that Jiang He sent her two messages -
【.】
【.】
Bai Qian is no longer the little comma prince today.
Bai Jian:【?】
Illiteracy:【Cat】
The little illiterate person poked at the words with difficulty and depression: [My brother won’t give it to me]
cat?
Bai Qian put one hand on the table, crossed her legs to connect the two sentences, her fine hair slightly crossed her eyebrows, and her slender white fingertips tapped the screen.
Bai Jian: [Wait for me after school and draw another picture for you]
Bai Zian took out another piece of paper and drew another picture.
**
At noon, Bai Qian finished her meal and went to wait for Mao Kun outside the school gate.
But this time it was not Mao Kun.
It was Xiao Wu and a woman in black.
She was wearing tight-fitting leather clothes and a denim jacket outside. She stood at the school gate and looked at the door. The sunlight reflected a little bit of light on her face.
Xiao Wu squatted aside, smoking a cigarette, "I told you, I can do it alone, you guide Xiao Qi's design."
Xuechun looked away and smiled very coquettishly, "Aren't you afraid that you are stupid?"
Xiao Wu wanted to defend himself, but with sharp eyes he saw Bai Qian coming out.
He quickly stood up and said, "Sister!"
Bai Zian was wearing school uniform and walking towards the light.
Xiaowu looks quite gangster, and his hair is dyed red. The guard has been watching them for a long time.
Seeing Bai Qian, who looked like a good student, walking over, the guard wished he could have his eyes on Xiao Wu.
Xiaowu: "..."
That's outrageous.
"This is medicine," Xiao Wu handed a box of ointment to Bai Qian, then looked at Xuechun and said, "This is the Xuechun you met last time on Blackwater Street. She and Xiao Wu were planning to leak...
"
"It's the logo, the brand," Xuechun glanced at Xiao Wu, and her pronunciation was very pure in English. She looked at Bai Qian, "I'll show it to you when we get it done."
"Okay," Bai Qian took the round dark green pill box, played with it in his hand, and nodded casually, "Just show it to me then."
She answered simply and neatly.
Xuechun looked at her and was stunned for a moment.
"What?" Bai Qian put the medicine box into his pocket and looked at her lazily.
Raise your eyebrows.
The dark pupils were clearly visible, looking at her calmly.
It's no different than looking at other people.
"It's okay." Xuechun shook his head.
After that night, she followed Master Mao. Master Mao didn't let her do anything else. After knowing that she had gone to school, he asked her to help Xiao Qi.
She originally thought that Bai Zian would distrust her or dislike her.
Bai Qian waved to them and went back with the ointment. When the guard saw her coming back, he asked, "Are you okay, classmate? They didn't bully you, did they?"
Bai Qian blinked, her long eyelashes covering her eyes, "No."
Xiao Wu not far away: "..."
No, does the damn doorman think he can't hear?
**
Bai Qian took the medicine and returned to Class 15.
Most students went to the canteen after eating, and some went to their dormitories, but they haven't come back yet.
Yang Lin didn't come out from her seat.
She had a piece of bread for lunch, which Bai Qian had seen in a milk tea shop.
Bai Qian pulled away the chair with a "sting" sound, sat down, then took out the box of ointment from his pocket and unscrewed the lid.
Yang Lin is writing papers with her head down. She didn't come yesterday and left a lot of homework unfinished.
Just as I was writing a word, my left hand was suddenly pinched by someone.
Yang Lin raised her head in surprise and saw Bai Qian with lowered eyes, grabbing her wrist with his left hand, applying some brown ointment to his right hand, and slowly pressing on the injured part of her arm.
"You..." Yang Lin opened her mouth.
Bai Qian slowly raised her head, and she slowly raised one lip, but her eyes showed no smile, "Don't talk, I want to kill someone."
She said calmly.
With her apricot eyes raised, her originally charming face was dyed into a demon that looked like it was walking out of a sea of corpses on thousands of bones.
Yang Lin whispered: "...Oh."
The injury on the arm was bruised and purple after a day, and looked very scary. Bai Qian's strength was neither light nor heavy, and even a little soothing.
Yang Lin was obviously used to this kind of thing, and her body had long been immune to this kind of pain.
At this time, I felt a slight pain in the area contaminated by the ointment.
After helping Yang Lin apply the medicine that was visible on her arm, Bai Qian took out a piece of paper, wiped her fingers clean bit by bit, and then screwed the lid on.
"Take it." She put the medicine box into Yang Lin's hand and said calmly.
Yang Lin held the medicine box and looked at Bai Qian with her eyes, "This is..."
Bai Qian tilted her head, crossed her legs, tapped the green pill box in her hand with her index finger, and smiled evilly at her: "Did you see, Sanwu product, you can go see the King of Hell after applying it for two days?"
Already."
Yang Lin: "..."
After a long while, she seemed to explain in a low voice, "I... accidentally rolled down the stairs."
"Well, be careful next time." Bai Qian lowered his eyes and took out a book.
With such an extremely calm tone, I don't know whether I believe it or not.
**
The last period today is chemistry class.
In the past, teachers used to teach papers. Today, the chemistry teacher glanced at Bai Qian and prepared to take the students to the laboratory to experience the wonders of chemistry in the last class.
The laboratory is also on the third floor of the complex building, because there are not often people there.
It's cloudy and cold all year round.
The teacher opened the door with the key and went in. The high school chemistry laboratory was almost a decoration that no one knew how to use. There were a bunch of equipment placed there.
Bai Zian followed the others in and took a look.
There is a glass cabinet next to it, with various chemicals written in the glass bottles above, most of which are unknown.
Work in groups of two.
The chemistry teacher put on gloves, took the beaker, slowly poured in dilute sulfuric acid, and added copper sulfate.
The clear solution suddenly turned green.
After the chemistry teacher looked at Bai Qian, he slowly added the aluminum foil and lit the fire. The blue flame jumped instantly, which was beautiful and spectacular.
Everyone looked at the blue flames, and the chemistry teacher was very satisfied with their reactions.
He held the podium with his hands and stared at Bai Qian: "Students, as long as you study seriously, chemistry is a very interesting thing. It is much simpler than physics and mathematics..."
Lu Xiaohan next to him had his head buried and was almost laughing to death.
Zhang Shize raised his hand: "Teacher, you don't need to say 'we'."
The others who were holding back their laughter finally couldn't hold back their laughter.
Everyone knows that Bai Zian has perfect scores in physics, and now he studies biology every day.
I didn’t read a word of chemistry.
The chemistry teacher was left speechless by this group of students. He taught several classes, but Class 15 had the best atmosphere: "... Of course, we all know that there is no distinction between high and low in learning."
While the teacher was talking, Zhang Shize lowered his voice and said to Bai Xian, "Did Mother Lu tell you that she would come to school on Saturday to record material? She said that she must be good-looking, so we both have to go."
Bai Zian lazily held up his chin to watch the chemistry teacher's performance, then calmly said, "I said it."
"Then are you going?" Zhang Shize scratched his head.
"Go." Bai Zian replied lazily.
Zhang Shize said "Oh", and Lu Xiaohan next to him was a little excited: "Have our Xiangcheng been finally seen? Are you going to start tourism in our place?"
"Don't get excited, it's not the first time," Ning Xiao pointed out the problem calmly, "I didn't get any business the last few times."
Zhang Shize and Lu Xiaohan couldn't help but glance at Ning Xiao, feeling that Xue Shen was too disappointing.
But I dare not tell him.
School will be over soon.
The people in the laboratory left very quickly, but Bai Zian did not leave. However, she was very curious about the acrobatics performed by the teacher just now, so she asked the chemistry teacher for the equipment just now to prepare for her own simulation.
The chemistry teacher was overjoyed and left the laboratory to her, "It's okay, feel free to use it. If you have any questions, ask me!"
He went out humming a song.
Zhang Shize and Lu Xiaohan stayed to help Bai Qian clean up the battlefield.
**
After Jiang He was autistic for two days.
I finally got out today.
He squatted on the left side of the milk tea shop, holding his own cabbage and looking in the direction of the gate of No. 1 Middle School.
Beside him, Jiang Fuli lowered his head half-way, his windbreaker stretched over his knees, one hand in the pocket of the windbreaker, standing indifferently.
The other hand is holding a mobile phone and currently flipping through the mailbox.
His figure was tall and tall, and he was naturally noble and cold, and the light that shone all over the sky was broken into ice and snow.
The milk tea shop that is usually packed with people today actually had a bunch of people standing far across the road, pushing me and pushing you, not daring to get closer.
Almost everyone who dared to go in ran past him.
When Bai Qian and Lu Xiaohan arrived, they happened to see a middle-aged man rushing into the milk tea shop with his head lowered.
Probably sensing Bai Qian and the others, Jiang Fuli raised his head.
Maybe he felt Jiang He was annoyed. His eyebrows were as cold as mountains, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his pale and cold eyes glanced at Lu Xiaohan and Zhang Shize.
Zhang Shize handed the drink in his hand to Bai Qian.
As if feeling the gaze, he raised his head and stopped in his tracks.
It's like this. Zhang Shize never likes to listen to what his deskmates say, because most of the time he doesn't understand. At this time, Zhang Shize will feel like the fool in Lu Xiaohan's mouth.
but--
The one in front.
The man didn't even need to speak, he just looked at him.
Yes, just like now, just one look at him makes Zhang Shize feel like a fool.
"Ah," Zhang Shize looked at Lu Xiaohan and Bai Qian and said expressionlessly, "I'm going to play ball."
He quickly fled the battlefield.
Lu Xiaohan bravely greeted Jiang He, "Brother Xiaoniao."
Hearing this title, Jiang Fuli raised his eyebrows, glanced down at Jiang He, then stuffed his phone back into his pocket and sneered.
Jiang He buried his head tightly in his knees and was too depressed to speak.
Bai Zian held the drink Zhang Shize had provided for her in one hand, and took out the folded paper from her pocket with the other hand and handed it to Jiang He.
Jiang He slowly raised his head and reached out to take it.
Jiang He unfolded the paper slowly.
The blank paper is not a cat.
Instead, it is a crane that gracefully lifts up its long, slender legs, half-spreading its wings, as if flying in jade.
Jiang He blinked, his eyes filled with wonder again.
Even Lu Xiaohan, who didn't dare to move around him, said, "What you drew looks too similar, doesn't it?"
Bai Qian handed the paper to Jiang He, and suddenly remembered that someone was robbing the children's things. She looked up and was about to say something to Jiang Fuli.
The phone in my pocket vibrated twice.
Bai Zian lowered his head and saw that it was an unknown number.
She glanced at it, then lazily pressed the green call button and picked up, "Hello."
The person on the phone probably didn't expect her to react like this, so he remained silent and didn't speak. Only the sound of shallow breathing came through the radio.
Bai Zian didn't make a sound either.
The two sides seemed to be in a silent confrontation.
After a long while, a female voice came from the other end of the phone: "I will arrive in Xiangcheng tomorrow."
Bai Zian is not in a good mood today.
He raised his eyebrows and said two cold words: "Who are you?"
The woman over there finally couldn't bear it and said, "Who am I, you ask? Are you so confused that you can't even recognize your own mother's voice?"
"Oh." Bai Zian still looked careless, "Is there anything else?"
On the other side of the phone.
On the highway, Ji Mulan directly cut off the phone.
Next to her, the elegant man who was flipping through documents glanced at her and said, "Be patient with your child."
"I just hope she won't cause trouble for me." Ji Mulan pressed her forehead, feeling very headache: "She lives with my dad now, and my dad..."
"She has been in Xiangcheng?" The man looked at Ji Mulan and pondered for a moment, "If she is in Xiangcheng, we can actually take her back to Jiangjing. She is about the same age as Zhiyue, and we will definitely get along."
Listen to what he said.
Ji Mulan clasped her cell phone lightly. If Bai Qian could go to Jiangjing, he would naturally be able to develop better.
"Yes, she is the same senior year in high school as Zhiyue. Zhiyue is smart, but Aji is the same type as her. You don't know, but her father kicked her out of the house," Ji Mulan said almost sighing.
A man has been surrounded by extremely good people since he was a child.
Ji Mulan could only say hello to him in advance and lower his expectations.
When the time comes, I won’t be too disappointed if I actually see Bai Qian.
"You are also a senior in high school," the man was also surprised, "How are your grades?"